Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

She gestured to Kaguya with her eyes to hurry up and then pulled the stubborn, noble spirit aside to comfort her.

Lyra gave Kaguya a pleading look, closed her eyes, and waited for the healer Maru to arrive.

……

Inside the alleyway.

Charles dragged his heavy steps, panting heavily as he moved forward.

Several fierce battles had exhausted his already dwindling strength. The intense pain coursing through his body intensified as his adrenaline levels dropped.

"This is too much..."

He drank a bottle of the high-grade elixir that had been seized.

The incurable curse suppressed the speed of self-regeneration. Apart from the direct wound to the chest, other knife wounds, burns, and puncture wounds healed very slowly.

"However... killing three level 1s and one level 2 isn't a loss."

Based on Charles's understanding of Grace, the experience points gained in PVP are far greater than those in PVE. Take the Amazons of the Fighting Kingdom as an example; from a young age, they participate in deadly battles in a kind of breeding program, which has cultivated a terrifying combat power that surpasses most of the Familias in the city.

Throughout Orario's history, most of her large-scale level increases were related to assassinations by the Dark Faction; only a minority actually advanced through monsters.

"Heh, next time I update the Blessing, my durability should break the sky. Maybe I can even envision some great achievements..."

Charles glanced at the dark tunnel behind him and leaned against the wall for a short rest. He was truly exhausted; the reduced durability of his [Fragile College Student] skill made him unable to withstand high-intensity combat.

Two deadly battles had rendered him unable to move.

Xisha Xisha —

A strange sound of an amputated animal crawling echoed in my ears.

The sound of the bells rang out, and inside the cave were not only dark factions, but also countless wandering monsters. Swarms of killer ants crawled out from the dark depths of the cave, and cracks tore open in the ceiling and rock walls, hatching a huge number of unicorn rabbits.

The dungeon is alive; it will seize every adventurer's moment of weakness and take their life.

"Damn it... a monster feast!"

Charles tried to draw his weapon, but whether from blood loss or exhaustion, he didn't even have the strength to grip it.

"Have you reached the limit of your skills?"

[Fragile College Student] is difficult to kill, but not impossible.

Life and flesh can be replenished by "going wherever you want," but other subtle things cannot be filled.

This feeling...

Just like being drained dry by one's sister-in-law, even if one begs for more, one can no longer resist.

"Useless things."

Charles dropped his longsword, drew the captured magic sword from his robes, and swung it forcefully. More than a dozen spikes rose from the ground, annihilating the unicorn rabbits that attacked him.

Charles quickly drank another bottle of high-grade elixir, which helped his wounds heal a little faster and restored some of his strength, but it was a drop in the ocean.

He swung the demonic sword once more, and the weapon shattered into pieces.

A fence of earthen stakes stood before them, temporarily blocking the monster's attack.

He leaned against the wall to stand up, poured the last bottle of elixir over his head, and his injuries gradually healed, reducing the physical exertion required for his movements.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the rustling roars of monsters from the other side.

I've been made into dumplings!

The next moment, a dazzling blade of light bloomed on the other side of the passage, and the wails of countless monsters erupted in an instant, only to fall in just as quickly.

Da da da.

The crisp sound of wooden clogs on the rocks made Xia Er break out in a cold sweat.

Like a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman), a gentle, long-haired Japanese-style girl with flowing black hair smiled and walked towards him. If it were Bell, he would definitely shout with a smug look on his face: 'Seeking encounters in a dungeon is not a bad thing at all.'

If she weren't holding a blood-stained katana.

"Oh~ My little guy, thank you for taking care of him, young man." Kaguya squinted her eyes and smiled slightly.

However, in Ciel's eyes, this smile was only slightly gentler than that of a demon!

"You...don't come over!"

Ciel raised the demonic sword, now only the hilt remained, looking somewhat comical.

Kaguya is level 3, and her swordsmanship is unparalleled. In the near future, she will be able to use her cunning and swordsmanship to injure the "talent monster" Shizuka.

Although Ciel looked down on the so-called 'Iaijutsu,' she had to admit that she was stronger. Even if she used deception or her teeth, she couldn't harm such a being.

As Charles expected, the woman sheathed her sword and lowered her body to assume an iaido stance.

"Lord Ciel's adventure ends here. The New World has no ship to carry me!"

Charles opened his arms, closed his eyes, and awaited death.

I wonder if this fragile college student can put my head back on after it's been ripped off.

and also……

I never knew what it felt like to die before you'd spent all your money, but now I do...

Damn it... this is awful!

A jumble of thoughts echoed in my mind.

The imagined pain did not come. Instead, a flash of light, like the wind, exploded around Charles. He only felt a chill all over his body as his white robe tore into strips and flew in all directions.

"I don't really like your outfit..." Kaguya sheathed her sword, but after seeing the horrifying injuries on Ciel's upper body, she couldn't help but exclaim.

A piercing sword wound that went straight from the left rib to the heart, surrounded by charred flesh and blood, and a wrist that was almost carbonized, exposing the skeleton.

"Are you... a human or a ghost?"

Ciel stared at the flesh and blood of his left arm, which was almost completely detached...

"I said... why are you so weak? Your injuries are so bad..."

"..."

Seeing Kaguya fall silent, Ciel grinned, his lips cracked, and said, "You're not going to kill me?"

“...Guomei.”

"Then... lend a hand? I feel like I can still salvage the situation." Hearing Kaguya's apology, Ciel knew things had taken a turn for the better, so he took advantage of the situation.

I could live off this for a year!

"They stood by and watched the wounded die, even attempting to finish them off. Is this the justice the Astrea Familia claims?"

"That's true. To cover up our mistakes, let's silence them here." Kaguya came to her senses and sneered.

She was glad it wasn't the youngest child who came; if it had been that noble elf, she would have been completely under this kid's thumb.

Realizing that Kaguya wasn't a purely righteous ally like Ryu and Arisaka, Ciel immediately backed down:

"I was wrong! I'm sorry! Please spare my life, sir!"

Can Chapter 15 be converted into cash?

Ora, Deankat Treatment Room.

Charles lay sprawled on the soft couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, utterly dejected.

Standing in front of him was an old man with white hair and beard. He stroked his long beard, and between his eyebrows was a fleshy bump. His two mustaches trembled up and down.

He stood by the hospital bed, groping Charles; he was none other than the Healer Dean Cate.

"Wow, such severe injuries, and he's still alive? How strange, how interesting!"

His eyes gleamed with the image of Farri, a sly smile playing on his lips as he gently touched Ciel's arm.

"Well, the meat is all burnt and unusable. To avoid infection, we should cut it off. If you're willing to give me the severed limb, I can give you a discount on prosthetics. It'll be 8935 million francs."

"If you have both whole and odd amounts, you might as well not offer discounts at all..." Ciel rolled his eyes.

Dean Kate hummed in agreement again:

"This chest wound won't do either, it's a curse. This one's simple, I'll charge you 50 for a simple one, let's cut it off. Hmm, this penetrating wound over there, tsk tsk, that's expensive, 100 million for one hole, let me calculate how many there are..."

Would you like to take out a computer and press a button?

"Hmm... your pants are off. With burns of this severity, that thing is probably ruined too, so perhaps..."

cut……

No, that won't do!

"Hey!" Charles interrupted the lecherous old man's hand: "You wicked old geezer, what are you trying to do to my treasure?"

Dean Kate's expression turned serious: "This concerns your life. If it's not cut cleanly, the dead cells will breed bacteria, and then it won't be as simple as amputation! Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. Just pay up!"

"Get out! You quack! You're a complete quack! Quickly remove the 'incurable' curse from my body, and while you're at it, just clean up the carbonized and necrotic muscle. The rest is unnecessary!"

That old geezer is really wicked; he actually tried to ruin my perfect plan to lick my sister-in-law's boots!

"Hmph, you don't appreciate kindness." Dean Kate blew his beard, pulled out a scalpel, and slashed at Charles's arm, instantly scraping off a large chunk of dark flesh!

"Ughhhhhhh! You old geezer! Anesthesia! Anesthesia!"

"Get lost! Don't you think anesthetic is free? Stop talking nonsense and bite me!"

"woo woo woo woo--"

You just wait, you've already found your way to death!

……

Listening to the wailing and howling coming from the treatment room.

Outside the room, there was a 12-year-old girl with flowing silver hair, dressed in a blue and white nurse's uniform.

Her arched eyebrows twitched slightly, her small face tense, as she sternly reprimanded the Astrea Familia who had brought Ciel to the hospital.

"They actually moved the patient in such a rough manner. If you didn't know better, you'd think you were moving a crime scene."